Accepting you
I gain myself,
reflections teach
us to impel.
Eight billion hearts
can beat as one,
admiring,
the rising Sun.
All eyes that see
have different views,
impress true self,
so guilts remove.
Empathy tugs,
though always there,
acknowledging
a vacant stare.
Give what I can,
then help some more,
not for a pat,
or to gain scores.
Do it for one
as much as two,
every smile spreads
positive hues.
Feel ever blessed
for being kind,
shut both my lips,
open my mind.
Do not condemn
those still in queue,
within their path
they will find truth.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy